2 Start of Journey

The young man clutched his aching head with both hands as all sorts of memories surfaced within his mind.

For one, he was the God of Domination who conquered goddesses in the Primordial God Realm. A god who was renowned for his superb techniques in dual cultivation that even the coldest of women would fall for his charms.

And on the other hand, he was also Roan, the bastard child of the King of Hadune Kingdom. But his memories about being Roan were veiled by a thick cloud of mystery.

"Who am I? Ugghhh!" His confused voice was full of agony as he held his head tightly. He felt as if his head was being pierced by knives over and over again. The pain continued to attack him for a few hours before it finally receded, but his body was soaked with sweat.

He opened his eyes slowly and was met with several images popping in front of him.

[Sica Grass]

- A wild grass that contains a bit of origin energy, but the amount is negligible making it unsuitable for cultivation.

[Mahoga Tree]

- A tropical hardwood tree that is commonly used by mortals to build their home.

[Sui Flower]

- A common flower that can be found anywhere in the world of Gallantos. Its smell is refreshing and it's a pinkish color made it more attractive despite its ordinariness.

"What is this?" Roan asked with a baffled expression and he was growing annoyed by the sudden images appearing before his sight. When he thought of removing them, the images suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Eh? How did I remove everything?" He was curious about what he did and he tried to research it.

Throughout the memories as the God of Domination, he did not remember any experience similar to this. And no such item was capable of knowing an object right after glancing at it.

Roan discovered that these images or prompts will appear if he wanted to know about what kind of object he was looking at. And also, it will immediately disappear anytime he wanted it to.

"This looks interesting."

He recollected his thoughts and calmed himself down. For a young man or perhaps for a god who had live for countless millennia, his current circumstances were a bit too hard to comprehend.

"My name will be Roan, and with the God of Domination's techniques, exacting my revenge will never be hard. Just you wait, Selena, you actually dare kill me!" Roan's devilishly handsome face distorted into that of hatred as he recalled the cruelty of Queen Selena.

Due to him having a very handsome face, Queen Selena had taken a liking to the young Roan. She made him one of her favorite servants or to be exact, her boy toy.

Roan who was only a powerless fighter at the Warrior level was nothing against the Queen who was a 3rd Circle Mage. He could not do anything but watch as the vixen continued to play with his young body for five years.

And now after assimilating the soul of a god, he knew for sure that no matter what he does, he will only grow at an increasingly fast pace. Because a god was never destined for mediocrity but was destined to hold the lives of countless mortals and to stand above the peak even in the immortal realms.

"Now, I just have to practice from scratch, but with my experience, it shouldn't be a problem to reach 3rd Circle Mage level in a month. But I also need to strengthen my body in order for me to ascend towards the immortal realms." He clenched his fists tightly while his eyes were burning with determination.

"Roar!" A savage roar resounded within the dark forest, but Roan was not bothered at all.

"These measly low-level beasts want me as their food?" Roan laughed condescendingly as he watched the beasts lurking in the dark. They appeared to be wary of Roan's presence, but at the same time, they also wanted to have a taste of his meat.

Even without his previous strength as the God of Domination, he can still kill the low-level beasts that were surrounding him.

"I should kill these beasts and exchange them for some coins. I need to gain a reputation inside the Hadune Kingdom, but not as Roan." He smirked evilly as he stood up.

His long silver hair fluttered along with the breeze of the cold winds. And his silver eyes contained killing intent as he glared at the beasts nearby. His weak and sickly body suddenly turned well defined and slightly muscular. His tattered clothes could barely hide its beauty.

"This is the start of my journey." He smiled brightly before his silhouette vanished from where he previously stood.

Only the pitiful howling of beasts can be heard echoing within the forest's border as Roan continued his onslaught, but no one was there to witness the incomprehensible scene. Perhaps only the moon in the sky saw the amount of blood that flowed during that night.